Salt Lake evening Democrat. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1885-1887, 1887-01-07

| -. pcluuIpS recalled the sweet
lace OF Marthe TO rid himself OF the
phantom which pursued him, and he
spoke. The chevalier had seated him
sell beside him on bench in the lonely
avenue which leads from the cemetery To-
Ine ODserVatoire, and Cassonade PLAYED
ms part as squire by remaining at dis
Greet distance from his master.
You know, sir" began Paul, "that
my, mother sent me to Paris last wear.
ana ana mat | was placed, on my arrival. at
Monsieur Bousenna's office"
Cambremer, who perfectly well remem
Dered the first condolences OF his young
friend, made an affirmative sign.
Inc first months OF my STAY were
very SAD, had no taste for figures, but |
leareu 10 distress my mother, and |
passed my days at the Office and my
nights at work in my room. My only
amusement was an occasional walk on
..'e boulevard before going to the fifth
story where lived"
chevalier.
Monsieur Bousenna, " continued paul
treated me harshly and never spoke TO
me except to ask about the situation of
my family, whose business interests he
liad managed before my fathers failure.
ohe day, at the moment when | was
about to leave his office, after having
hnlshed my correspondence, he handed
me six thousand,franc notes. giving me
the order to take them on the following
morning, at an early hour, to the house
OF one OF his clients. This was the first
time he had given me commission of
this kind his confidence surprised and
flattered me-"
II can guess its motive, alas" said
Cambremer.
You do not guess all you think that
| yielded at once to temptation. No.
my mother, my pious mother had given
me such horror of gambling that / was
lar from dreaming of making a bad use
OF the money. | was scarcely aware that
places existed in Paris that were bells in
which in less than an hour man nav
be ruined. carefully put away the
bank notes in my pocket-book and went
out with the intention OF going home. 1t
was at the end of autumn and il was
raining, and the streets were almost
deserted. At the moment when was
turning the corner of one of the small
streets that run along by the Gymnase,
felt hand upon my arm and an agitated
voice said in my ear: "Tbey are follow
ing me to kill me. Not word or | am
LOST" | turned and saw woman
whose face was pale, but all the more
striking in its beauty because Of that"
1T was she !"
Yes, and to my misfortune | had not
the courage to repulse her as though she
had been some venomous reptile. She
dragged me rapidly along, and | spare
you the falsehoods which she told me as
we rushed on over the slippery pavement.
| was but nineteen; | felt her breath
upon my cheek and my heart beat as
though it would burst. When we reached
the Boulevard Montmartre, | was in
toxicated, as it were; it seemed to me
that my thoughts, my honor and my life
belonged to this woman"
Yes, the charm OF Gree" mHttered
Cambremer.
"Let us go in here" said she, 81 can
escape him by mngling with the
crowd"
She led me through garden and up
a staircase, and then ! suddenly found
myself in room brilliant with light and
gliding. warm and heavy atmosphere
seemed to weigh upon my brain, the
lights sparkled and the clink of gold gave
out tempting sound. | had kind OF
vertigo. How can | tell you? She led
me to table and babe me play, and
had not a thought that | was about to
commit a crime. The passion OF gam
bling was latent in my veins; it sud-
denly broke forth like burning fever.
threw bank note upon the table
"And you lost all ?"
NO" replied Paul gloomily; "fatality
made me win; il had lost that night, |
should probably have been cured but |
took away with me thirty thousand
francs, and | had promised to see the
worthless creature on the morrow. She
had left me on some absurd pretext when
she saw that had my hands full OF gold.
1t seemed as though my good luck ut
play had disappointed her calculations. "
"rhat is strange !" said the chevalier,
thoughtfully.
con the morrow went to carry the
six thousand francs to the individual
who had dealings with the bank, and
handed the receipt to Monsieur Bousen-
ma, who examined it very attentively.
But had tasted of the Intoxicating cup
and was lost. | returned that night to
Frascati's; played, | won once more.
| learned the slang of the gamblng-room
and its customs; then | began to lose;
went home with rage in my heart,
swearing to myself that | never again
would plunge into that gulf, and yet
returned On the day when Monsieur
Bousenna coniidcd to me larger amount
than before, had left the last louis OF
my winnings on the black"
"What became OF the woman
"The woman? She did not speak to
me again, and | did not seek her. But
she returned every evening and seemed
to feel IL cruel pleasure when the crou-
piers rake came down upon my money.
it seems to me that can still see her
standing there with red flower in her
| hand"
"Ah! expected that" exclaimed the
chevalier.